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The Making of a Hotwife: Part Three
The Making of a Hotwife: Part Three
The Making of a Hotwife: Part Three
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The Making of a Hotwife: Part Three

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Things are getting hot and heavy at Hedo for our hotwife and her cuckold husband. In this volume they are pushed to the limit sexually by Pierre and Monica.

Contains bi-sexual experiences and a first time for her husband.

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Release dateSep 21, 2016
ISBN9781370922543
The Making of a Hotwife: Part Three

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    The Making of a Hotwife - Lissy Bergman

    The Making of a Hotwife

    Volume 3

    Chris had finally started work at his new law firm, and that left me time to make our new condo livable, and also too much time alone with my thoughts and ever growing fantasies. He was tired all the time due to the long hours, so I masturbated myself a lot during the day, mostly fueled by my previous week’s adventures.

    My surrender to pleasure and lust had left me in a new place. I was pleased that I had such a supportive, encouraging, and loving husband and it was very arousing to let go of my old religious prohibitions and taboos and develop into a primal, sexual woman.

    I was also beginning to understand more about my own arousal. I was feeling more sexual sensations and feelings, and this opened me up more to my new reality, cocks give me intense, erotic feelings, I admitted aloud. I was also beginning to feel more, and to open up.

    I now understood that I’d needed to feel sexy before I’d been able to even consider fucking another man. Then, I’d needed to meet a guy who I wanted to fuck. Pierre had awakened that desire in me that my husband hadn’t been able.

    Although we hadn’t made love all week, Chris did ask me to tell him what I’d been masturbating and fantasizing about. Our relationship was changing... our communication had never been better but I needed him to make me feel hot and sexy like Pierre did.

    I needed to be fucked as Pierre fucked me. He was tired, so I didn’t push him for sex, but I knew that I couldn’t wait much longer. I needed to be fucked, and I needed it soon. As we lay together in our marital bed, wrapped tightly in each other’s arms, I told him how good it felt to be taken by Pierre, how his big shaft felt so good buried deep inside me. I also told him how hot I was most of the time, almost in heat with the desire to fuck.

    Was it good watching him fuck me? I asked.

    Hell yeah, it was so hot! he replied.

    But, I wanted more, I wanted details. Do you still want to eat my pussy, knowing a well hung man has been inside me? I continued.

    He smiled, then kissed me deeply and passionately, and told me he loved me, and how I was the sexiest woman in the world.

    Deep down, all men want a slutty wife, he said, and we drifted off to sleep wrapped tightly in each other’s arms. As I drifted off, I thought to myself, Yes, and deep down, all women want to be sluts!

    *    *    *

    We were both so grateful to Pierre and Monica for showing us how things worked around the Hedo complex so we invited them out for dinner and the ballet for the coming weekend. They agreed to meet us Saturday at five o’clock for pre-dinner drinks, and then on to dinner and the performance.

    Saturday afternoon, after we finished redecorating the spare bedroom, we slipped on our bathing suits for some late sun before going out for the night. Again, Chris’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he took in the scantily clad women lounging around the pool.

    The amount of flesh on display should’ve been criminal, but I guess that’s why they had the strict rules of over 18. It seemed normal here, and we were trying hard to fit in. He was wearing his small blue speedos, and I’d finally felt confident enough to wear my new thong bikini.

    I went out wearing my robe, and a little self-consciously removed it to lie face up on a lounge chair.  Chris winked and grinned at me and settled into his chair, when he looked up and saw the hottest woman on

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